Drowning in rain

You can't really see the rain so imagine looking out your window and seeing this plus buckets of water pouring down.

Seriously. It's raining so hard I can't believe it's not leaking through the roof and drowning all of us. I was soaking when I got home. Thank goodness for a waterproof raincoat and backpack (waterproof backpack was totally accidental but the best idea EVER!) or else I would have been drenched. I was wearing boots which lasted me just about until I jumped in a puddle riiight by my house...and it filled my boot up. Like the take of your boot and pour water out of it kind of fill it up. Anyway, I didn't realize I was so wet until I took off all my layers and the underneaths were wet too! (i.e. socks, long johns-to give you an image they look like leggings but they're fuzzy warm on the inside-shirt, undershirt-no idea how that one happened-etc.) I put my sweats on and dry socks and a shirt and then parked myself in front of the gas heater. I am enjoying this weather though. I love having an excuse to snuggle up in bed.

Things are definitely looking up. Today we went to the police station to get our IDs? Orr to get registered as residents..I don't really know. It was all in Spanish. That's all we had to do today so then a group of us went and grabbed empanadas at a food stand on campus which were..interesting...they tasted ok until you got to the cold unheated part but they looked horrible inside. But they were filling so it was okay. Yay Chilean food?

Tomorrow we start school which I'm happy about...though that might change after tomorrow. Our schedules are really random. Like my first class is from 9:10-10:40...and they're all like that. The good part is I only have classes before or after lunch depending on the day. Then I can go out and party all night...ha...HA...not.

Last night I met the other college student that lives here with my host family. His name is Ignasio...Ignacio...Something like that. Anyway apparently he's never here...he plays rugby and goes out a lot and isn't here on the weekends. So when I met him he was running out the door and he nice to meet you blah blah I come back at 10 so I'll talk to you more then. But I didn't think he really meant it. I mean in the U.S. we say like talk to you later kinda think as a way of saying bye...so I thought that's what he was saying. Nope. I got a knock on my door (after everyone else had gone to sleep) at ten. I pretended I was asleep because I wasn't about to get up and have a conversation with someone. I just thought it was kinda funny. Raincheck (teehee..no pun intended) on that conversation I guess.

Right now I think I'll enjoy the next couple hours until all the kids get home (the youngest one gets home earlier..yay..) and I can enjoy the quiet house.

Happy birthday to mi mejor amiga! Te amo!

Ciao!